Took this out last night, brushed it off and smoothed out some rough places, I think.
white crescent moon light
danced through the window,
casting deep shadow
her eyes looked upward --
smoldering amber met hers
half hid in silver
something feral, that -
how the heat soared from his eyes
devouring her whole
tips of soft white ear
brushed by her gentle fingers
sent something pulsing
lips brushed satin lips,
tongue dancing across softness
demanding entry
quickening of breath
evolving into a moan
as tongue met warm skin
gentle touch revealed
pale sweet skin ready to taste
hidden by white silk
fine line of silver:
she reached out softy and touched,
tracking it downward
his hand covered hers
slipping it under obi,
cool touch on hot skin
red and white rustle
the fabric slipping away
as skin brushed against skin
her legs drew him in
wrapping firmly around him
wetly ensnaring
hard against softness,
this hot joining together,
sweet rhythm of life
crescendoing loud
as she called out in the night --
he howled to the moon